[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

"Ingredient?" The police uncle at the door was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deliberative tone, "What ingredient?"

"The ingredients of sleeping pills." Mo Xian blinked and handed the cup to the other party, "Be careful."

The policeman walked out tremblingly with half a glass of water. Here, Conan came out of the bathroom, wearing a small blue suit and his seemingly forethought-like expression, he really felt like a little adult, "In the bathroom, The bathtub, sink and floor are all wet, unusual isn't it? Too bad it doesn't serve as evidence."

Mo Xian nodded, "It seems that we can only pin our hopes on the half glass of water."

"Water?" Conan came back to his senses, "You mean, the half glass of water taken away by the police uncle just now? Ms. Miura would be so stupid to keep such important evidence?"

Little brother, you don’t know that, Mo Xian smiled slightly, “When you drink water, your mouth will touch the cup, right? At this time, you can know whether Mr. Daqiao has drunk water by testing the DNA on the mouth of the cup. If we can't detect it in a short time, we can..." She leaned over and whispered in Conan's ear for a while, and Conan nodded repeatedly.

[DNA detection? ] Concentrating on the details of Mo Xian's case-solving, Yan Li asked a question in doubt, [Was there already a DNA test at that time? ][It was in the 80s of the twentieth century,] Han Jiangxue quickly searched for the answer and posted it on the barrage, [However, it is hard to say whether it can develop to the maturity that the broadcaster said. ] [Look at what Momo said, it's the same as the truth. ] [I actually believed it just now. ]

[Hahahaha, looking at Momo's serious look, even Conan believed it. ] [Is it time for the broadcaster to show off his acting skills again?Excited! ] Mo Xian: Actually, I really thought so.

After the riot just now, the antis were interrupted by the sudden task of saving the world, and couldn't return to the original topic for a while. Senior fans also gathered together to discuss the future of the live broadcast room. The old fans who are calm and can help Mo Xian make her relax a lot.

Mo Xian and Conan agreed and went down the corridor. At this time, outside the door of Mr. Daqiao's room downstairs, Police Officer Mumu and Detective Maori were asking Mr. Nishinomo about the details of his sleeping in the room. He sneered impatiently, "Can I be judged to be a murderer just by a key? What about the evidence! Show me the evidence!"

"Officer Megure!" Conan trotted all the way to Officer Megure, raised his head and asked naively, "The police uncle upstairs said that important evidence was found in Ms. Miura's room! Mr. Ohashi's DNA was detected in the glass of water!"

Miss Miura?Mori, who insisted that the murderer was Nishinomo, rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. He looked at Miura, then at Nishinonobu, and asked, "Evidence was found in Ms. Miura's room? You mean, Mr. Ohashi is Ms. Miura killed?"

"How could it be?" Ms. Miura's originally calm face was clouded when she heard the evidence was detected in the water glass on her table, and she asked incredulously, "I obviously poured out the water and took a new glass."

Ms. Miura is indeed an angry and reckless person. As soon as she said this, Officer Megure's face darkened, "Oh? Then Ms. Miura, why did you pour out the original glass of water?"

"Probably because there were too many sleeping pills in that glass of water," Mo Xian walked slowly down the corridor with a smile, thinking that he had to go out to confirm Conan's words by himself in order to put pressure on Miura so that she would not beat herself. Trick, I didn’t expect Miura to reveal his secrets so easily, Conan just asked casually and let Mo Xian have no sense of accomplishment in solving the case, “If I guess right, the scene of the crime should be in your room Ms. Miura , not this room of Mr. Ohashi’s.”

The thing is probably like this, because the daughter's death is full of hatred for her ex-husband, I specially found a rainy day, that is, around 07:30 tonight, and asked Mr. Ohashi to go to her room for a detailed discussion, so Mr. Ogasawara knocked on Mr. Ohashi at 07:30 No one answered at the door, "You put enough sleeping pills in the cup in advance, let Mr. Daqiao fall asleep in his room, and then took the key from him to make Mr. Daqiao's room look like a fight, but you Didn't pay attention." At this point, Mo Xian walked into Mr. Daqiao's room, and let Police Officer Mumu, who was following behind, see the small patch of rainwater in front of the French window, "It rained heavily after 07:30 , it becomes smaller at 07:30, and the rain stops at [-]:[-]. If Mr. Daqiao is in the room at [-]:[-], he will definitely close the window to prevent the rain from entering the house, but it is wet by rain, so we can only Explain that Mr. Ohashi was no longer in the room at [-]:[-], and you, Ms. Miura, in order to fake the scene where Mr. Ohashi was killed on the balcony of the room, you had to open the French windows, otherwise everyone entered the room and saw the closed French windows. I wonder if Mr. Ohashi fell to his death here."

Ms. Miura filled the sink in the bathroom with water, turned over the quilt, sheets, and bedside table, but forgot to add some scars to Mr. Ohashi’s body—this is also one of the flaws. After she faked the murder scene, she put the key on the bed to be conspicuous Then close the door, go back to your room along the corridor where the monitor is broken, drown Mr. Daqiao in the bathtub or sink, and push him off the balcony. On Mr. Nishinomo." Mo Xian calmly took out a sealed bag from his pocket, "This hair was found from Mr. Ohashi's bed. From the hair color and length, I can confirm that it is your hair, Ms. Miura, Can you explain why your hair fell on Mr. Ohashi's sheets?"

Ms. Miura stared fixedly at the sealed bag in Mo Xian's hand. After a long time, she covered her face with one hand and let out a sobbing sound. Her body slid down the wall and sat on the dirty corridor carpet. From the gap in her right hand, You can vaguely see crystal teardrops falling down, Mo Xian's side is dark, Xiaolan is holding the suit jacket that Mori Kogoro took off at some time, and watching Ms. Miura worriedly. Indeed, judging from Ms. Miura's beautiful appearance, it is indeed not Like a woman who would kill her ex-husband.

"That's right," Miura stood up after crying enough, wiped away her tears, folded her hands on her chest, as if she had returned to the state before the truth was exposed, still with a slight nasal voice, she said, "I invited Ohashi to come to me. The room, I was the one who put sleeping pills in his water, and I was the one who drowned him and threw him off the roof, he deserves all of this!"

The daughter of Miura and Ohashi has loved volleyball since she was a child. She went to Hokkaido to participate in the training of the volleyball club. Miurahara did not agree with her daughter participating in the damn training program. Reluctantly agreeing, she did not expect that she would send her daughter to a point of no return with this nod. While full of guilt, she even blamed her daughter's death on the bridge, "Although I know it's not his fault," Miura said. Leaning against the wall, she took a deep breath, "But if you can't blame him, who can I blame? He is so guilty, and I'm helping him out, aren't I?" She glanced at other people, It seemed that she wanted to seek a little comfort from them, but no one present looked at her for help.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Miura," Mo Xian said flatly, "whether it's the layout of the scene or your indifference after Mr. Ohashi's death, it means that this is not a passionate killing caused by anger, but that you carefully planned and wanted to kill him." You don't have to quibble about the deliberate murder of blaming others."

Officer Megure signaled Officer Takagi and other police officers to handcuff Ms. Miura and take away. When the group of people stepped into the elevator, he walked up to Kogoro Mori, sighed first, and said with disgust, "Maori Brother, you can take a taxi home later, don't hang around outside."

After staying in Mr. Daqiao’s room for almost two hours, Mo Xian followed Mao Li and the others out of the tall building, breathing the fresh air after the rain. In spring and summer, she was only wearing a T-shirt and a coat. The t-shirts he wore had already been dried by body temperature, but the coats were still wet after being drenched in the rain. The group stood on the side of the road and waited for more than ten minutes. The cool evening wind made them shiver until around 11:30. Successfully boarded a taxi.

"Mihuacho 39-chome [-]," Mao Li got on the co-pilot and reported the address first.

Mo Xian and Conan Xiaolan sat in the back. Conan was young, and after the excitement at the murder scene faded away, he leaned on the car seat and fell asleep. Mo Xian exhausted too much energy and looked like he was about to fall asleep However, Xiao Lan, who was recharging her energy, did not feel sleepy at all. She stared energetically at the orange lights outside the window and the passing telephone poles.

"Xiao Lan, what are you looking at?" Mo Xian glanced at Mao Lilan who was lying on the window looking out, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is there any beautiful scenery outside?"

Xiaolan shook her head, and said a little shyly, "No, it's my high school passing by, and it's also the high school you will study after summer vacation."

"That's it," Mo Xian, who knew he wouldn't go to high school here, yawned wearily, "Let's go and see sometime..." Before the word "了" was finished, there was a sharp cry It crossed the night sky and poured into the taxi from the front with the evening wind, which made Conan and Maoli scream, "Driver, stop!"

[do not go!Don't get out of the car!etc!Don't worry! ] When the audience suddenly heard this, they were so frightened that they immediately sent a barrage, [Please Conan!You might be fine if you don't go! ] However, Conan couldn’t see their barrage. After the car stopped, he hurried to the place where the scream was heard, and Mo Xian, the only one who could see the barrage, subconsciously swiped his phone to check the time. It’s 0:01 [-] points.

[Okay, even if it’s okay like this, it will become a problem. ] The barrage said so helplessly.